The trio quickly exited the Veridian City Node chamber, the immense rush of teleportation leaving them slightly reeling.
Waiting directly outside the exit was a spacious, well-sprung carriage drawn by two magnificent, white elven steeds.
Beside the carriage stood an imposing figure: Grand Elder Aerion.
He wore the formal, silver-trimmed robes of Academy's highest council.
The Grand Elder approached immediately, his expression blending respect and urgency.
He bowed low to the Princess.
"Princess Erowen," he greeted, his voice deep and measured. "It is an honour to receive you. Sir Harlon, Captain Alvaro. Your swift passage is commendable."
Erowen managed a composed smile despite her residual dizziness. "Thank you, Grand Elder. The Node performed admirably."
"The carriage is ready," the Elder indicated, opening the carriage door himself. "We should speak on the move. Time is short, and certain... preparations must be made before you reach the Academy."
